Chapter 5 The fever dragged on for days, coming and going. It wasn't until the day of the Autumn Harvest Dinner that I finally started to feel better. During that time, Julian stayed by Violet's side. He hadn't forgotten that I was sick. But every time he showed the slightest intention to come see me, Violet would always find a way to cll him away at the perfect moment. I got used to it. In my dream, I had already lived through this scene countless times. Maybe out of guilt for not being there while I was sick, Julian bought me boxes of my favorite pastries and plenty of milk toffees. I've always had a sweet tooth. Ever since my parents passed, milk toffees have been the only thing sweet enough to reach the very bottom of my heart. From the sofa, Leo shot me a disdainful look when he saw me holding the candy. "Aren't you too old for that? I quit eating that stuff long ago." I pressed my lips together and tightened my grip on the crumpled candy wrapper, saying nothing. Of course Leo didn't need candy. Even without his parents, he still had Julian, his foster father, who loved him. He still had Margaret to dote on him. I wasn't the same. Candy was all I had. The only sweetness I could hold on to. Later that evening, the Autumn Harvest Dinner finally began. Julian came home at last. But he wasn't alone he brought Violet with him. - He explained that since it was Violet's first year back in the country, and with her family all overseas, she didn't really have anyone else to spend the holiday with. So he decided to bring her here. Violet walked toward me with a bright smile, carrying a gift box. "Eleanor, I heard you love sweets. This is my gift to you for the holiday." She winked playfully. "I asked a friend overseas to send it specially. I do hope you'll like it." Chapter 5 35.71% Chapter 5 I didn't want it. But one glance at Julian's face told me I had no choice. So I took those Osmanthus-flavored milk toffees. My face went pale in an instant. Julian had to know. He couldn't not know-I'm allergic to osmanthus.